My Private Past with My Two Older Sisters (1)

(The "I" in this story is not the author.)

This story begins several years ago. I was 21, a junior in college, and my sister was 24, having graduated over a year ago.

Like me, she attended university in Xiamen. After starting work, she rented a two-bedroom apartment not far from our school. I moved out of the dorm to live with her during my sophomore year.

My sister is very beautiful. In every way, she's a stunner in men's eyes—fair-skinned, beautiful, tall (1.67 meters), with a large bust and a shapely bottom—absolutely goddess-level.

From high school onwards, she's had no shortage of male admirers, but almost none of them caught her eye. From then on, rejecting suitors became her daily routine, and to this day, she's only dated two men. One was her college classmate, and the other is her current boyfriend.

You might think that living with such a beautiful woman is something many men dream of, something incredibly wonderful. On the contrary, I really dislike living with her. If my parents hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have shared a roof with her. Moreover, I almost never see her as a woman.

I grew up with my sister from birth, always following her around. So, she was always incredibly annoyed by my constant clinging. Whenever we weren't in front of the adults, she'd yell at me or even hit me, to the point that even after I grew to over 1.8 meters tall, I subconsciously still felt I couldn't beat her.

Imagine, how could I possibly see someone who bullied me since childhood, someone I knew so intimately, as a woman? Even though all the girls I'd ever had crushes on or fantasized about were far inferior to her, it didn't change my opinion of her.

I usually call her "sister," or "Sister Meini," sometimes just her name "Meini," and when I'm annoyed, I simply call her "Li Meini." Whenever I call her that, I get a barrage of spit from her, enough to make me wash my face.

The reason my family had me live with her was so that my brother and I could look after each other. On one hand, she could look after me and take care of me; on the other hand, since she was a girl, I could protect her.

Initially, of course, I was extremely reluctant to live with my older sister. Having finally escaped my parents' control, being managed by her was truly a miserable situation. But gradually, I found it alright.

Although Li Meini was a bit fierce towards me, she genuinely took good care of me, cooking for me, doing my laundry, and tidying my room. No matter how messy I made the house, she would scold me but still clean it up herself. Having such a free housekeeper was a win-win situation.

However, two things really bothered me. One was that she didn't allow me to stay out too late; I had to be home before 11 pm, let alone stay out all night. If I couldn't refuse an invitation from a classmate, I had to inform her beforehand. If I disobeyed even slightly, she would use her fists, pinching, twisting, or other cruel methods, even threatening to tell my family. This woman is really ruthless; she often leaves me covered in bruises.

Another thing is, when she's busy or not feeling well (like when she's on her period), she'll ask me to do her laundry, even her underwear. Asking a grown man like me to wash a woman's intimate items? Isn't that just asking for trouble? How could she even think of that?

Every time I protest, she'll glare at me and say, "When have you ever changed your underwear without me washing it? What's wrong with you washing mine occasionally?"

By the way, my sister, Li Meini, does have very large breasts, at least a 36D, I can deduce that from her bra size.

But these aren't the most frustrating things. What I can't stand is that whenever her boyfriend stays over, I'm forced to listen to their loud sex. Although they're not shameless enough to do it with the door open, the house is so small, I can't avoid listening.

They're in a long-distance relationship, so seeing each other isn't easy, and naturally, it's all very passionate. Li Meini's moans during sex were incredibly torturous, sometimes soft and gentle, sometimes wailing and screaming, making me feel worse than if I were being tortured.

Although I didn't really see her as a woman, I couldn't help but get aroused at times like this. Once, I couldn't take it anymore and ran to the bathroom to grab her underwear and masturbate, then washed it and hung it up to dry afterwards. Anyway, I've washed her underwear quite a few times, so she won't find out that I've taken her underwear for something bad.

Her boyfriend works in Fuzhou; I don't know exactly what he does, but he's a year or two older than her, quite handsome, 1.83 meters tall, with six-pack abs, and a physique comparable to an athlete—no wonder he pleases Li Meini so much in bed.

Fortunately, it wasn't always the guy who came to Xiamen; sometimes it was Li Meini who went to Fuzhou. Every time Li Meini went to deliver sex to her boyfriend (well, more like delivering warmth! Of course, Xiamen and Fuzhou aren't exactly a thousand miles apart), I would silently thank God, knowing I could have two more days of freedom.

Li Meini strictly forbade me from telling the adults about her and her boyfriend, or she would tear me to pieces. I've suffered her bullying and oppression since I was little; she's basically been beating me since I was a child. Even now, in my early twenties, how dare I not submit to her tyranny?

Oh, I almost forgot to mention, my sister isn't actually my biological sister, but the daughter of my parents' friend. Our hometown is in northern Fujian. Because our two families were very close, my parents adopted her as their goddaughter after she was born, and when I was born, I naturally became their godson.

So my misfortune was destined from childhood. Sometimes I really hope that God will intervene and take my sister away, so she'll never appear before me again.

One morning in early September, Li Meini got up, made breakfast, and changed into a business suit. She wore a white short-sleeved tight-fitting shirt, her breasts almost spilling out, and a black pencil skirt with flesh-colored stockings. Her long, chestnut-colored wavy hair was tied back, and she exuded the image of a sophisticated urban professional.

I walked to the bathroom door with a piece of bread, eating as I watched Li Meini applying makeup in front of the mirror. "Sis," I said, "where are you going?"

She was applying lipstick, smacking her lips a few times before answering, "I have two job interviews today..."

I knew she had recently left her previous company and was busy looking for a new one.

"Do I look pretty today, sis?" Her gaze shifted from the mirror to me, striking a pose, her prominent breasts prominently displayed.

I thought to myself, "Are you going for interviews or to sell your breasts?" I casually replied, "Not bad."

She scoffed, rolled her eyes, and returned to the mirror to continue applying her lipstick.

As I was leaving, Li Meini said to me, "Take some time today to wash that pile of smelly clothes in the bathroom. They've been sitting there for days. I've been busy looking for a job these past few days and haven't had time to wash them for you... Oh, and wash my underwear too, okay?"

I groaned inwardly. She wanted me to wash her underwear again! I said irritably, "I know! Didn't you tell me that yesterday? How many times do I have to say it?"

"Lazybones..." she muttered, picked up her small black handbag, swayed her round, pert buttocks to the door, slipped on a pair of black mid-heeled shoes, and went out.

Watching her departing figure, I thought to myself, any man would drool over her hot body, but I've never had any fantasies about her. Maybe it's because I grew up with her and consider her like an older sister! Didn't Freud say that normal people don't have desires for the bodies of their opposite-sex relatives, otherwise it could lead to incest?

That time I borrowed her underwear to masturbate, but I wasn't thinking about her; I was thinking about some other woman who was ambiguous.

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